who doesn't have a sword

Anti-theft chapter! ! !
Please read after tomorrow morning! ! !
It wasn't that Yan Tian was honest, but Shen Congyun's coercion forced her to answer Shen Guanyu's question.

She knew that she was no match for the judge and the demon king, so she chose to tell the truth.

Shen Guanyu asked Jimo Qinglian who was the master and who was sent here, but Yan Tian couldn't answer.

Ao Xian's voice transmission to Shen Congyun: "Searching for the soul is faster."

Shen Congyun said: "I can't search, I have to search with your current cultivator who transforms the spirit."

While Ao Xian was still regretting, Shen Guanyu, under the guard of Xuan Yunzi, had already taken out the peace talisman from Li Xia's hand thousands of years ago.

As soon as the triangular safety talisman came out, it slammed into the triangular groove on the back of the pendant, and the small bell hanging beside it also stopped jingling.

Shen Guanyu suddenly felt less dizzy. She glanced at Zhuifeng who was listening boredly against the door in the Qiankun room, and then she focused on the flying away safety talisman.

The talisman was embedded in the ring pendant, so that no trace could be seen, and it flew back to Yan Tian's waist by itself.

She said: "I've said it all, let me go back to Dongming Realm, there are disciples of Shanshui Temple waiting for me to pick up the inheritance after I find something."

Xuan Yunzi refused: "When I send you back to the Taiyi Sect, you will intercede with our suzerain yourself."

beg?How big is her face when she goes to ask to live in a Yuanzhong after she is dignified?

Ah Choo, Master Changju rubbed his nose, she is a Nascent Soul cultivator, what the hell is she sneezing all of a sudden?

He confessed that Shen Guanyu didn't have to wait, and he should go wherever he finished his work.

Shen Guanyu knew that the life of a monk was to grow through constant trials and tribulations, and it was impossible to take a step out without the escort of elders at all times.

The unreasonable monks left behind, think

In the square in front of the gate, hundreds of people, old and young, had already gathered. Except for the chirping of cicadas on the trees, the place was completely silent.

After Shen Guanyu took a look, she began to think about it. She sat down like these monks whose cultivation base was not higher than the late stage of foundation establishment, and the lowest was just the first or second level of Qi refining.

After her master accompanied her into the city, she disappeared. Among this group of people, the disciples who joined the great sect should also have their masters with them, right?
After counting, they were not all there yet, so she had to wait a little longer.

In the scorching heat of summer, Buddhist practice pays attention to practice in the world. There is no formation here, and the seasons change with the weather.

Some little monks with low cultivation have already started to wipe their sweat with their sleeves.

After advancing to the eighth level of Qi refining, Shen Guanyu is not afraid of the heat.

However, even though she was sitting here, without the interference of other external sounds, she couldn't calm down.

Close your eyes and calm your mind, think back to a few years ago, when she detected her spiritual root, after several years of physical training, she happily came to the world of cultivating immortals with her parents, and was going to take the teleportation array in Luojingfang City to participate in the apprenticeship of Taiyizong General Assembly.

The teleportation array consumes a lot of money, and it needs to gather hundreds of people each time, and it can only be opened every other month.

The family of three missed the teleportation more than ten days ago, so they had to temporarily rent a residence in Luojing City.

The daily needs of the world of cultivating immortals are inseparable from spiritual stones. Parents booked a teleportation array, and the spiritual stones on their bodies have already been bottomed out. Fortunately, one of them can make wine and the other is good at making talismans.

You can also exchange some spirit stones in Fangshi.

On this day, after exercising, I and the little girl next door, Yan Meimei, went to Fangshi to find their parents and elder brothers. The parents who only had two jars of wine and a few talismans left simply put away the booth and took me to the riverside Eat wontons.

Brother and sister Yan Meimei also put away their things, and everyone went together.

"Xiao Nuan, Grandpa Liu's wontons are the best, even better than Cyclamen's dumplings."

"Well, Grandpa Liu's fried quail and rice are my favorite." Shen Guanyu and Meimei led the way hand in hand.

Father Ye called them from behind: "Run slowly."

When we arrived by the river, the five bowls of wontons that I had shared with Grandpa Liu and his wife had just been put on the table, when we heard long whistles and explosions in the distance.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and colorful lights flew from a distance.

Immediately, Niang posted a few golden bell symbols on Shen Guanyu's body, "Xiao Nuan, don't be afraid."

"Mother." Shen Guanyu, who was hugged tightly by her mother, didn't know what happened at all, she just breathed her breath into her body, and even mortals couldn't see far away with naked eyes.

Father protected them and wanted to enter the nearest Guiyuan Zongdan pharmacy, where there was a protective circle.

It's a pity that the streets are in chaos, the little qi refining practitioners are running desperately, and the foundation building cultivators don't care about banning Yujian to fly into the air.

However, he was banned and knocked down after flying less than ten feet.

The very few Jindan cultivators in Fang City could not break through the air restriction, and flew towards the city gate in a blink of an eye.

Shen Guanyu turned her head and saw Meimei fall, her brother picked her up and was knocked over by the rushing monk.

Mr. and Mrs. Liu, who made wontons, tried their best to push their little grandson into his father's arms.

Father Ye hugged the stunned little boy, a string of vines flew up and rolled the Yan brothers and sisters around.

Several people squeezed into the crowd, and they were about to squeeze into the elixir shop, when there was another loud noise, and the shop exploded.

During the surge of air, Shen Guanyu heard the cries of many children.

The mother who hugged her tightly pasted a few golden bell symbols on her, joined her father and Brother Yan, and surrounded her, Meimei, and the little boy of the Liu family in the middle.

Shen Guanyu hugged the unconscious Meimei, grabbed the little boy's hand tightly, and saw his parents and brother Yan fling out long vines, wrapping around a group of children who were huddled together under the exploded shop.

There were screams of explosions and the clanging of swords and arrows everywhere.

It was only then that Shen Guanyu realized that there were countless swords cutting wildly at all living things around them.

She saw a cultivator whose head was cut off, another female cultivator and a spirit beast were pierced through the chest by the sword light,...

Her parents, Brother Yan, and some monks who escaped from the store were surrounding a group of children, fighting with swords and swords.

Seeing a row of swords rushing to the front, several monks could not resist even the unearthed walls, wooden shields, and water curtains, and the golden bell covers on the children were cracking inch by inch.

An old monk shouted: "Help the old Daoist Che's granddaughter."

He flew towards the row of sword lights, blew himself up with a bang, the row of sword lights disappeared, and a child voice cried out: "Grandpa..."

When more and more swords came, there were also wind blades and flaming arrows.

There were monks constantly surrounding them, and some people threw crying children among Shen Guanyu and the others.

"We can't go on like this. We can't protect these children without the help of Golden Core cultivators." The man wanted to back off, but he didn't dare to leave the crowd without authorization.

The magic weapon and Taoism kept colliding, Shen Guanyu's ears rumbled, and she heard someone shouting: "It would be great if there is a magic weapon, even a low-grade one."

"Heh, the protective array of Guiyuan Zong's alchemy room is broken, and the magic weapon has a fart."

"Zhiniang thief, why is this Luojing city crazy? Didn't it mean that there is a Nascent Soul cultivator sitting in the town?"

"Reverend Yuyuan is accompanying his Taoist companion."

"Didn't his Taoist partner fall from the Lightning Tribulation God of Transmigration?"

Shen Guanyu didn't know why, his eyes were fixed on his parents waving swords in front of him, but he could clearly hear the words of the surrounding monks in his ears.

"Xiao Nuan, take care of yourself." Mother gave Shen Guanyu a storage bracelet under the cover of her father.

"Xiaonuan, mom and dad are here, don't be afraid." Dad also took the opportunity to look back at her.